Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger, but she ain't messin' with no broke, broke Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger, but she ain't messin' with no broke niggas Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead Cutie Da Bomb made her at a beauty salon With her baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm She said, I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm Fonz girls, you gotta fly, I can tell by your charm And your arm, but I'm lookin' for the one, have you seen her? My psychic told me she a half an ass like Serena Trina, Jaina, Felopez, four kids I gotta take all they bad out to showbiz Okay, get your kids, but then they got they friends I pulled up in the Benz, we all got a Benz They all went to den, and then I had to pay If you doin' this, girl, then you better be paid You know I take too much to touch her From what I heard, she got a baby by Busta My best friend said she used to f*** with Usher I don't care what none of y'all say, I still love her Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas Come on, get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead Eighteen years, eighteen years She got one of your kids, got two for eighteen years I know somebody payin' child support for one of his kids Baby mama callin' crib ears bigger than his You would see him on TV any given Sunday Win a Super Bowl and drive off in a Hyundai She was supposed to buy you shorty Tyco with your money She went to the doctor, got lipo with your money She walk around lookin' like Michael with your money Shoulda got that insured Geico for your money If you ain't no punk, holla, we want prenup We want prenup, yeah That's somethin' that you need to have When she leave your work, she gon' leave with a half Eighteen years, eighteen years And on her eighteenth birthday, he found out he wasn't his Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead Now I ain't sayin' you a gold digger, you got knees You don't wanna do the smoke, he can't buy weed You go out to eat, he can't pay, y'all can't leave If this is in the back, you gotta roll up your sleeves But while y'all watchin', watch him He gon' make it to a Benz out of that Datsun He got that ambition, baby, look at his eyes This week, he moppin' floors, next week, it's the frown So stick by his side I know his suit's ballin', yeah, that's nice And y'all can keep callin' and tryin' But you stay white, girl And when he get on, he leave your ass for a white girl Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead, get down Get down, girl, go ahead And that is the story of the gold diggers, boys and girls